This was my day in a nutshell.
One step forward: I decided I am going to save as much money as I can to pay off my debt and possibly get a (much needed) new car by summer.
Two steps back: A few days ago, I got a parking ticket for expired registration. It was due in December but because of the move, the registration renewal form never made it to the new house and as a result, I totally forgot about it. I am doubly stressed because without the registration renewal form, I am told I will have to go into the DMV to deal with it all.
One step forward: Just a few days later, the (now delinquent) registration renewal form arrives at my house in the mail. It’s like the DMV gods heard my frustrations and thought, you know, let’s cut her some slack.
Two steps back: I owed $268 (for the renewal fee, late fees, and lest I forget, $94 for a forgotten ticket from last September). There goes my plan to put more money towards the credit card, at least for this month.
One step forward: I take a deep breath and tell myself that I will get it all squared away. I decide that I will go into the DMV anyway so that I can get my tags and new registration on the spot.
Two steps back: The form tells me I need a smog check before I can renew. Even though it’s pouring rain, I venture out on my lunch break, resolved that within an hour, this will all be a distant memory.
One step forward: After biting my nails for 10 minutes — because seriously, my car failing its smog test would just be icing on the cake — I am told that my Civic has passed the smog check. Hurrah. $50 later (sigh, more money gone), I am headed to the DMV which is conveniently located across the street from the test station.
Two steps back: The DMV, as always, is completely PACKED. A line snakes outside the front door and down the side of the building. It’s practically a monsoon outside and I naively thought the DMV might be less crowded as a result. No such luck. I can’t find a parking spot and, quite defeated, head back to work.
One step forward: To ease my frustrations, I stop for french fries at Wendy’s. And resolve to try again tomorrow.





























